“Oh, fuck,” I groaned deeply, looking down to catch her staring up at my face.
My legs trembled beneath me as I drew closer and closer to the edge. She held my gaze, her mouth open with her tongue stuck out. The longing in her eyes was killing me, and when she sucked on my cap, I felt a jolt of electricity surge through me.
“You like that, don’t you?” she asked, her voice smooth and seductive.
My response was a guttural growl.
“Say it.” She stroked me even faster while holding my gaze.
I didn’t want to.
But she left me with no choice.
“Say it, Nial,” she whispered, rolling her tongue over her lips.
“Fuck you!” I barked, legs shaking, toes curling.
Her lips curved into a wicked grin, her hands gliding smoothly back and forth. The rhythm was steady, preparing me for a release I was certain would leave me exhausted.
She dipped her face in my groin and took my cock in her mouth. Her fingers toiled with my balls while she gave me the best head I’d had in a long time. I reached down, taking a handful of her hair as my cock traveled down her throat.
She looked up at me, gagging and choking with a thick thread of drool lingering on her lower lip.
It was fuckin’ nasty.
I liked it.
When she pulled out, a loud gasp came forth, and she resumed stroking me. She swallowed hard, her mouth covered in saliva, her gaze still locked to mine.
“Come on my face,” she said, leaning in closer, ready for my load.
Those words and the seductive way they were spoken sparked something in me. And just like that, I exploded with a deep groan that made my legs shake beneath me.
She raised her head, a satisfied grin tugging at the corners of her mouth as I released on her face. Her fingers wrapped around my cock again, her tongue licking my cap.
The sensation was electric.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, struggling to catch my breath.
She closed her eyes, retaining that sexy smile on her lips. “It’s in my mouth,” she whispered. Her throat wobbled, and she swallowed.
I watched her smear it over her skin like a cream, a satisfied sigh escaping her. Speechless, I stood there, frozen, shocked at what just happened.
For an inexperienced lover, she’d outdone herself in ways that left me baffled. She rose to her feet in silence, tugged down the wrinkled hem of her dress, and grabbed her panties from the floor.
She pulled the zipper halfway up her spine, and without a word, she began walking toward the door. I leaned against the counter, watching her in awe as she left the kitchen.
I combed my fingers through my hair, still baffled by the crazy turn of events.
What the hell had I just experienced?
Chapter 21 — Kiera
Sunlight spilled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, its warm golden glow draped over my face. I lay on my belly, naked under the sheets, legs spread apart.
My eyes fluttered open, my vision blurry for the first few seconds until I blinked a couple of times. Birds were chirping in the trees outside, and the curtains were swaying in the gentle breeze.
I lay there, my breasts pressed against the soft mattress beneath me, too weak to get out of bed. My heart sank when I recalled what had happened last night: the spontaneous sex, the blowjob, and the finishing on my face.
